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sam crutcher - resentful lyrics

[verse 1]
ever since i done turned 16
been obsessed with the bag
making my wrist freeze
but it ain’t cheap
yeah it cost me
i can’t help it, i’m resentful
don’t try and talk, it ain’t helpful
no time to focus on my mental
too busy tryna be successful
obsession is controlling me
everywhere i go i see what we were meant to be
every single thing i do i kinda hope you see
i’m making changes wondering if you’d be proud of me
tryna fly you out to paris for the f+cking week
take you to lafayette, encrust you with some ivory
i gеt embarrassed on the tеrrace writing poetry
don’t want the people reading something that i really mean
i’m getting wine+drunk sending something that i really mean
i’m spilling all my guts into three dots then seeing read receipts ok
you want distance now? ok, can’t communicate? ok
i’ll let it slide for the time ‘cause what else is there to say
at the mercy of your day, take my happiness away
if i start to get too real
for the directors cut
film it, wrap it up
blocked but i’m posting us
i can not give a f+ck
[chorus]
i’m resentful when you walk in the room
twisting me out of tune
it’s not your fault that i fall to my knees when i see you
all this hate in my heart
coping through the autotune
if i can’t have it i can’t help it, you know what i’m going through
and you’re up now, got something to stunt now
if i knew how maybe i’d be cool now
never said it but implicitly you knew
i’m jealous when you walk in the room

[verse 2]
we in the backstreets
posted outside
parked in the grass
parked in the ally
talmbout this
talmbout that
moving to cali
how is your mom?
how is your bro?
how is your family?
how you without me?
why am i asking?
cuz i give a sh+t
how is you doing?
are you happy?
are you happy?
what do you want from me?
what do you want from me?
what do you want from me?
oh, if you loved me
you’d tell me to my face
tell me to my face
you’d tell me to my face
tell me to my face
tell me to my face
tell me to my face
tell me to my face
tell me to my face
tell me to my face
tell me to my face
last time i trust a b+tch i end up in the dirt
last time i trust a b+tch i end up in the dirt
buried, pour the concrete
use me, abuse me
[chorus]
i’m resentful when you walk in the room
twisting me out of tune
it’s not your fault that i fall to my knees when i see you
all this hate in my heart
coping through the autotune
if i can’t have it i can’t help it, you know what i’m going through
and you’re up now, got something to stunt now
if i knew how maybe i’d be cool now
never said it but implicitly you knew
i’m jealous when you walk in the room

- sam crutcher lyrics

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